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Kamelot - Memento Mori lyrics
Who wants to separate The world we know from our beliefs And who sees only black and white Distinguish loss from sacrifice Some day we may come to peace With the world within ourselves And I will await you Until I close my eyes When your time has come You know you'll be lonely once again And the final winter comes to us all Life is treacherous But you're not the only one who must pretend We're a second in time We're the last in the line Of the prey that walks the earth Good and evil combined I am the god in my own history The master of the game I may believe if she would come to me And whisper out my name Sometimes I wonder where the wind has gone The life has ever been Sometimes I wonder how belief alone Can cut me free from sin When you close your eyes Mementos of summer retrieves your mind Like a drizzle after noon clears the air When the winter blows You're glad you remember you really tried And it comes to an end Even winter... like fall And we all have our beliefs Pray for mercy for all I am a man without a mystery The deal is done within I will embrace the coldest winter breeze And pay for every sin Helena: victoria, non praeda memento mori Mephisto una voce... volo, non valeo dulce et decorum est pro patria est pro patria mori memento mori Ariel: So subservant in your embrace No more denial No run away This is the final My last recall And that's the price for what we learn The more we know the more we earn Cause we're so alone I am a man without a mystery The deal is done within I will embrace the coldest winter breeze The journey can begin I'm still the god in my own history I still believe that she will come to me And whisper out my name Some day we may come to peace And reach beyond behind the lies And I will await you Until I close my eyes... |
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